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I am that nigga Maneuver through the loop with the motherfucking crew Jumping ramps and the swisher If you ain't working, then we ain't need to I ain't gonna miss you. But if you bout it ain't Then there ain't no doubt it, that I can't fuck with you I can't fuck with you I am that nigga Maneuver through the loop with the motherfucking crew Jumping ramps and the swisher If you ain't working, then we ain't need to I ain't gonna miss you. But if you bout it ain't No doubt that I can't fuck with you I can't fuck with you- I remember when the nigga was a knee-high youngin Runnin' through the hood like 35 I'm numb to the bullshit The guns repeat that you runnin and you clap back Packs nigga move No school, no rules But tools like home improvement Proving they bout that life Of a thug nigga but trust nigga Your body can't get touched nigga so you better think twice Like, I remember when a nigga was a knee-high youngin Runnin' through the hood like 35 I'm numb to the bullshit The guns repeat that you runnin and you clap back Surrounded by them niggas Who be out here doing bebas All about the brawls in the bands Like the 35 Girl. I got to get it, get it So after I hit it, hit it run Running to the goals Like I'm playing fee five, run it up Don't give a fuck about no they say They say whatever the Fuck they want to say And the same ref play-play With me and I am down three Namai G's coming deep within the maze de p a ray spray roaches So know this, huh? I don't want no pilots probably catch me politicking with The unpopular freak of the week like Parliament All of them know I am I am. little bitch I am I told him before I'm just a man of understanding who can't stand I am what I am, what I think about Expands manifest in my future And to the palm of my hands Oh, my. I am Cooler than an old school Pullin' in a caddie with the fatty rolled up-up A return of the Mack-Mack Daddy Crisscross never lost in the sauce Snicker bounced up like I never took a day off My dick is butchered, can get my clique and stuck We stick and move That's how we do it You niggas must be stupid foolish Dufuses If y'all thinking y'all can overrule Like I'm through like, "Oh shit, god damn Let them put the mic in the wrong nigga hand." Which could be life in my motherfucking hand So when I write these lifelines, I'm probably out of my mind But don't think about it too much, young nigga Hood it up. No Ku Klux Klan with me posted up like a food truck Niggas on my block. Old hustle for the new bucks Bitch I gotta get it by any means work them out come x and out These niggas will be trying to cloud the money Itty bitty spiders always be tryna doubt them Then I see them climbing up and I want to spout them I've been in the game for about a few months And niggas already telling me I should drop an album God damn, I ain't drop a tape yet It's clear I got this lifestyle wrapped up like safe sex I be posted where they pay it like Bitch, Show me the money. Show me the money Show me the money. Cause they show me this where I stay at And in my bed is where your man hold layout And got no time to be out on my lap So young baby crack up my funny when you bake a cake And I got a lot of shit to do I gotta bust these moves and These buster niggas gonna hate that cus I am That nigga Maneuver through the loop with the Motherfucking crew jumping ramps and the swisher If you ain't working, then we ain't need to I ain't gonna miss you. But if you bout it ain't Then there ain't no doubt it That I can't Fuck with you I can't fuck with you I am That nigga Maneuver through the loop with the motherfucking crew Jumping ramps and the swisher If you ain't working, then we ain't need to I ain't gonna miss you. But if you bout it ain't Then there ain't no doubt it, that I can't Fuck with you I can't fuck with you I am LouTribe Little bitch